Ethan nodded, "oh yeah, she came here a couple times, I was pretty heartbroken to here about what happened, no one deserves that kind of death.. but yeah we were basically friends," he smiled, looking at Joe as he entered the counter space again, "Joe even d-"
"Ethan, what did I say, go, please," he interrupted, she didn't need to know about his past with Beck, no one did, not anymore, she was gone, she betrayed him, she was meant to be his forever. But she lied, so she had to go. Damn did she put up a good fight though, Joe has a busted nose all week.
'That was close,'
Joe watched Ethan walk away, a little annoyed, but letting out a relieved breath when it was just the two of them.
"Why don't you want her to know? What, scared she'll find out you killed me, sent my therapist to jail?"
Joes eye twitched as he focused on the woman in front of him, and not the ghost of his dead ex.
'Oh good, you have a copy of Becks awful book'
He returned her smile, the thoughts instantly melting away when she leaned against the counter, allowing Joe a perfect view straight down her top.
'Did you.. want me to see this?'
He questioned, taking a quick glance as she was distracted, moving his eyes away when her conversation was back on him, 'I take it your a talker,'
"There's nothing wrong with that," he smiled, "I like to listen to, I feel you take a lot more in rather then just relaying whatever they are trying to say," he shrugged, scanning the book for her, and pressing the numbers into the system. At her attempt to find her card, joe took that chance to eye her up once more,
'Oh she definitely wants me to look..'
His eyes followed her every move, his hands sitting on the edge of the counter as he waited for her to find her card. Taking in her features, full lips, the way her lips crease when she smiled, her hair, it looked so soft...
He let out a quiet chuckle, "good thing I'm an excellent listener," he smirked, pushing the machine to halfway across counter, what? He needed to see her name.
Raising an eyebrow,
'Ella, your name is Ella B, I like that'
He watched as she attempted to pay for a third time, "it's not, trust me it happens," he smirked, waving his hand, "please it's not trouble at all, honestly it's the most walking I've done all day."
'Besides all the way across town to your damn apartment.'
'Hold the phone- your it home tonight? Why would you tell me that. Unless you want me to break into your apartment, your so easy, this is why we would make a perfect couple'
"Hey, no sweat, It will be here tomorrow just for you," he smirked, he slid the book back towards him, placing it in a bag, "I'll see you tomorrow then," he nodded, watching her leave, the bell above the door dinging quietly. He let out a sigh, sliding the back underneath the counter, "hey Ethan! I have to go- Ah, Mr Mooney called, wants me to pick up a couple of things from the post office, shouldn't be more than an hour!" Joe called out, slowly lifting the apron above his head, placing it on the rack and putting his infamous cap on.
"Time for step two,"
